I looked at the skies
Running my hands over my eyes
And I fell out of bed
Hurting my head from things that I'd said
♪
bee gees - i started a joke

Monday the 6th of June, 1pm

Why are you offline?

Hello?

Happy happy happy.

My life is boring.

You don't know me, I don't know you.

And we're still writing.

At least one of us.

Have you blocked me?

If it is so, what have I done?

Am I a terrible person?

No.

Right?

I'm talking to myself.

Gary was right.

I need a psychiatrist.

Woops.

MAMAAAAA OOUUUH!

DIDN'T MEAN TO MAKE YOU CRY!

Are you crying?

Guess not. You don't seem like a person who randomly cries.

Am I right?

No comment?

Okay.

Fine.

Why not.

It's just me.

I'm a nobody.

No one loves me.

I annoy everyone around me.

I'm just a poor boy, nobody loves me.

I bet, this songtext went wrong.

I don't remember the lyrics very well, because my brain has many wholes.

So far.

I'm being rude to myself.

God! Help me!

Why am I such a dramatic person?

Maybe I should join the theatre club in the last school year.

Oh Romeo, Oh Romeo, why are you Romeo!

I forgot my text.

And I fell out of bed. 

Woops.

Now my head hurts. 

What would you do, if I cry?

Would you comfort me?

Do I annoy you?

Where are you?!

Give a sign for your life!

Do I have to worry about you?

What. Is. Wrong. With. You?

Should I spell everything I write?

DON'T IGNORE ME!

I have nothing to do!

HEllO?!

H

E

L

L

O

My life is boring.

Do you want to know, what I'm doing right now?

I cut my hair.

Yes, if I do it again, I might have no hair anymore.

Now you should be worried.

And you should answer.

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Okay, I never cut my hair.

Stop staring at me!

I know lying is wrong.

Hey, I must go.

My friends want to do something with me.

Before you ask, yes, I have friends.

Bye!